Intro | | Verse | | Mrs. Carver says she's sorry | | - She knows enough to worry | | - But what does she know about crime? --- | | - Believes the town is sinking | | - The price of forward thinking | | - You stay up all night half the time Pre-Chorus | | - Racking your mind -- alone at night - while | | All the neighbors sleep -- tight Verse | | Years ago she lost her daughter | | - Off to a sacred order | | - Where they get stoned and work the earth --- | | - Clears up her head with bourbon | | - Cause beer is so suburban | | - And declassé for what it's worth - | She drinks it down, down, down --- | For all of the old, old days --- | - She's thinking of it now | It's nice to get away | But what a fine day for a parade Bridge | | Verse | | - She stays up mending curtains | | - Until her fingers hurt and | | - You can get so bored of it all --- | | - No one can say for certain | | - She'll never safely know when | | - An asteroid will kill us all - | She drinks it down, down, down --- | For all of the old, old days --- | - She's thinking of it now | It's nice to get away | But what a fine day for a parade Break | | | | | | | She drinks it down, down, down --- | For all of the old, old days --- | - She's thinking of it now | It's nice to get away But what a fine day for a parade --- Outro | What a fine day for a parade --- | What a fine day for a parade --- (repeat and fade)